I glared at Sophie, my eyes burning. "That's your mom we're talking about. Do you think I'd joke about something like this?"
Sophie frowned slightly.
Connor let out a cold laugh. "Bradley, it's just 100 grand. Don't be so dramatic, man. I was just trying to help us all make some money."
Turning to Sophie, he said, "Look, Sophie, if your husband is so worried about his money, I'll sort this out. I don't have the cash right now, but I'll go pawn my car and get it for you."
"Bradley, let me be clear," Connor continued. "There's nothing going on between me and Sophie. If there was, it wouldn't have waited till now. I just hate to see her struggle.
You don't need to come at us like this."
A sneer curled at the corner of Connor's mouth.
He reached for his car keys to leave, but Sophie grabbed him and pushed him back onto the couch.
"You're not going anywhere. He is!" said Sophie.
Then she glared at me and said, "Enough, Bradley!
I told you, I was just betting on a game with Connor. Are you really being this jealous, making a scene like this?
And think about it, if there was anything going on with Connor, would I still have married you?